Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 315

The air was cold as Elyra stepped into the night, her heart still pounding from Dain's departure. She had tried to call him back, but he hadn't listened. His words had cut through her, each one like a dagger of frustration and pain. I'll find my own way. The weight of them hung heavy in her chest, and she could feel the sharp sting of the growing distance between them. The temple behind her seemed miles away now, and the forest stretched out before her in endless shadows. She couldn't lose him-not like this. She couldn't stand by and watch him walk away, consumed by whatever darkness was taking hold of him.

Elyra pushed forward, her footsteps quick but careful as she followed the trail Dain had left behind. She called his name once more, her voice breaking in the stillness of the night. "Dain! Please="

But there was no response.

A chill ran down her spine, and her instincts screamed that something was wrong. The air around her seemed to shift, growing denser, colder, until it felt like something was watching her. The trees around her loomed like silent sentinels, their branches swaying eerily in the wind. She could hear her breath in her ears, shallow and panicked.

Then, a flicker of movement in the distance caught her attention.

Elyra's heart skipped a beat as she squinted into the shadows. There, standing just beyond the reach of the moonlight, was Dain. But he wasn't alone. A figure stood before him, cloaked in darkness, its form barely visible in the night. Elyra froze, her feet rooted to the ground as she watched them.

The figure was tall, its features hidden beneath a shadowy hood, but even from a distance, Elyra could feel the unnatural pull of its presence. It wasn't like anything she had ever encountered-no wolf, no human, no creature she had ever seen. This being felt... ancient. Its very essence seemed to distort the air around it, twisting the world into something darker.

She moved closer, her steps slow and cautious as she inched toward them. She couldn't make out the words being spoken, but she could see Dain's tense posture, his shoulders rigid as he spoke to the shadowy figure. He wasn't backing away, but leaning in, his expression intense, almost desperate.

presence, the figure's head turned slightly, and Elyra felt a shiver run down her spine. It was as though it knew she was there,

with an edge Elyra had never heard before. "What do

for a moment before it spoke, its voice like

narrowing. "I don't want

you feel inside." It took a step closer to Dain, its form shifting in the darkness

her throat as she watched them, unable to tear her gaze away. The figure's words were alluring, its promises like a siren's call to Dain's inner turmoil. She could see the temptation in

the darkness is yours to command, and yet, you hold back. Why? Fear? Weakness?" The figure's hand, long and slender, extended toward the shard that Dain wore around his neck. "You do not need to fight it, Dain. You can embrace it. You can let

his fingers brushing over the glowing crystal. She knew the power it held, the promise

of the shadows, her voice shaking with urgency.

distant, and for a moment, Elyra felt a pang of fear. This wasn't the Dain she knew-the Dain who had always stood by her, who had been her strength. This was someone else,

hood. "Ah, the Luna. The one who binds him." Its voice was like velvet, smooth and dark, as it studied her with an unsettling intensity. "You think you can save

the shadows. The question is will he choose to embrace it?" It turned back to Dain, its eyes gleaming with something sinister.

gaze flickered between Elyra and the shadowy figure, his expression torn. Elyra could see the struggle in his eyes, the pull of the darkness at war with the part

his eyes changed. The flicker of doubt was gone,